Dark Reciprocation (Katsuki Bakugo x OC)(Villain Bakugo)

Chapter 57

Bakugo watches her carefully, his eyes sharp. He's trying to stay calm, but the frustration is bubbling under the surface. He knows there's more to her past than she's letting on, and it's starting to weigh on him. "She's hiding something... but what?"

"I need to know more than this," Bakugo says, his voice rough but not angry—yet. "They don't know much about you, and honestly, neither do I." He takes a step closer, his eyes locked on hers. "Who are you, Rosalia? Where did you come from?"

Rose closes the file, taking a deep breath. She knew this conversation was coming, but she's not ready to spill everything. There's too much history, too much pain tied to her past. But Bakugo deserves something—he deserves to know more than he does now.

"The day you found me," Rose starts, her voice quiet but steady, "when I was taking energy from that hero... I was on a mission." She looks at him, trying to gauge his reaction. "It wasn't just a random thing. I had orders."

Bakugo's brow furrows, his frustration simmering. "A mission? For who?" he asks, crossing his arms. He doesn't like the idea of her being sent on missions by someone else. "You were working with someone else back then?"

She shakes her head, not clarifying. "I'm not originally from Japan, Bakugo." Her voice falters slightly, but she keeps going. "I haven't spoken to my family in a long time."

There's a brief silence as her words sink in. Rose feels a wave of vulnerability wash over her, but she holds Bakugo's gaze, waiting for his response.

Bakugo clenches his fists, his frustration growing. He's getting bits and pieces, but it's not enough. There's still too much she's not telling him, and it's driving him crazy. He needs to understand her fully, to know why she's here and if she's running from something.

"That's it?" Bakugo says, his voice tinged with irritation. "You're not from Japan and you haven't spoken to your family? There's more, Rosalia. I can feel it." He steps closer, his frustration spilling over. "What aren't you telling me?"

Rose takes a step back, feeling the intensity of his frustration. She wants to tell him more, but the weight of her past keeps pulling her back. "He doesn't understand... I can't just tell him everything."

"I can't... I'm not ready to talk about everything yet," she says, her voice soft but firm. "I need you to trust me, Katsuki. Please."

Bakugo runs a hand through his hair, his chest tight. He cares about Rose more than he can put into words, and that's why this is so damn frustrating. He feels like there's a wall between them—a wall he can't break through because she's not ready to let him in.

"I do trust you," he mutters, his voice rougher than intended. "But I don't like feeling like there's something big you're not telling me." He steps back, his eyes narrowing slightly. "If you can't talk to me about this now, when are you gonna be ready?"

Rose's heart aches at his words, knowing he's right to be frustrated. But she's not ready to give him everything—at least not yet. "Soon," she whispers. "I'll tell you soon. But not today."